
Deathwing~ The Terror of Waikiki
All the basic personality traits of a Deathclaw from Fallout for a rp.
However, for the area we are playing in...a bat was more plausible and well...bats *geeks*
Ttow waking post: Stirred a little in its (dunno gender as of yet...) empty lava tube. When It'd gone to sleep all those years ago the sun had come up before it could find a more...."homier" place to hang from. Hibernation began to wane and bit by little bit became more active. First, there were wing twitches, toe curls, and slight head bobs. Days later consciousness arrived and them oh so tired eyes cracked open. The first scenting breath filled the bat's lungs, filled with curiosities of the swarm of unfamiliarity. Promptly followed by a farting sneeze, painting the tube in glowing green snot wads. The surprise, of course, triggered a ruckus of wing flaps and flailings. What was once security suddenly felt like a trap and made short work of its home. Took to the air in a less than practiced form but was away from what was uncomfortable... Chirps hissed passed unused vocals relearning how to vocalize and try to maneuver thought the echoes that barely returned to It. ***
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However, for the area we are playing in...a bat was more plausible and well...bats *geeks*
Ttow waking post: Stirred a little in its (dunno gender as of yet...) empty lava tube. When It'd gone to sleep all those years ago the sun had come up before it could find a more...."homier" place to hang from. Hibernation began to wane and bit by little bit became more active. First, there were wing twitches, toe curls, and slight head bobs. Days later consciousness arrived and them oh so tired eyes cracked open. The first scenting breath filled the bat's lungs, filled with curiosities of the swarm of unfamiliarity. Promptly followed by a farting sneeze, painting the tube in glowing green snot wads. The surprise, of course, triggered a ruckus of wing flaps and flailings. What was once security suddenly felt like a trap and made short work of its home. Took to the air in a less than practiced form but was away from what was uncomfortable... Chirps hissed passed unused vocals relearning how to vocalize and try to maneuver thought the echoes that barely returned to It. ***
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